Monthly Archives: March 2009

night sounds

Like your Aunt said, I want to hear the night sounds. I want the kind of sounds one should hear at night. The sound of crickets, The sound of my lover’s breath. Perhaps even a little wind or Rain in the Spring and Fall tapping my roof and trickling down my windows. These are the […]

Letter to my dad, but not my father figure.

Dear Dad, I am awake and heading into town. You were right about writing early. Beautiful thoughts are filling my head this morning, giving me sway to write (now I am not so sure they are beautiful, but it feels good to have them in my head). It would be nice to see you, even […]